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We changed hairstyles! It is the first time that both of them are sporting bangs, and I must say I love it! Well, I am their mother, so they are the prettiest girls on Earth for me no matter how they look 🙂

Maxine had her first haircut last weekend. Thank God that there are establishments today that cater to very, very specific needs, such as salons for babies and kids. Part of their training is handling malikot kids. While it was not easy, it was manageable. The cars and toys really help a lot in calming down kiddos.

And looking back at this blog post years ago, Ate Mischa also had her first haircut at 22 months, just like Maxine now! What a coincidence! And they look kinda the same after that first cut.

Maxine’s hair is thinning a lot. I don’t know if I should be majorly concerned because Mischa did experience this when she was the same age. But the rate with which Maxine is losing hers is a little alarming. We would often see clumps on her pillows. And she is almost bald now except for a thick patch right smack in the middle of her head, kind of like a tomahawk, or a pretty little Mr. T. She’s still cute nonetheless. I’m thinking now of switching to other bath products that will be kinder to her skin and hair, although I have trusted Johnson and Johnson’s for decades now (of course, starting with me).

Anyway so a little strategy (and a little excuse for this shopaholic mommy!) is to put on her pretty little headbands. We combed our usual department stores for these but found none to our liking. So good thing we found this online store, Zuri Baby Couture. After browsing their website, yikes, my problem now became what to choose! lol. They have a whole lotta line of the prettiest headbands, soft-soled shoes, barefoot sandals, star dresses and other accessories. Super perfect for the modern, kikay baby, like Maxine! And they’re very soft and comfortable, our Maxine, who is super sensitive, doesn’t seem to mind them.

This is only the second time that Mischa got a haircut. The first was just before she turned two, and now that she just turned four. Maybe it will become a biennial thing. Which is good, considering the steep price for a kid’s haircut nowadays. Or maybe next time, I’ll do it myself.lol

She looks cuter with her new look but I was afraid she was going to have an issue with it considering almost all of her classmates have long tresses. I think she did the first day she went back to school, but of course, she didn’t tell me.

Sayang din her hair but as I continually reassure her, it will definitely grow back so she can have long hair again.

Babies tend to have their first haircuts round their first birthday. Mischa only had hers last weekend at 22 months, not counting the time I accidentally pulled a lock of hair because of a knot (don’t worry, it didn’t hurt her). Why we put it off this long, I’m not sure. Maybe because she’s too sensitive when somebody touches her hair and mommy was afraid she’d go berserk once seated on the salon seat. But with the heat of summer constantly giving her a look of basang sisiw because her hair is always plastered to her neck, we decided to do the haircut.

So off we went to Kids Hair Salon at Robinson’s Galleria after her flu shot at the spanking new Medical Arts Building of PGH (I should write about this but we didn’t get to take pictures). As expected, she showed signs of distress the minute we tried putting her down on the “car” seat. Lately she has this habit of clinging to mommy’s leg whenever she feels threatened or scared. And so she tried clutching on and protesting like there was no tomorrow. She got a bit distracted when the barber/hairdresser (pardon but I really couldn’t tell if it was a he or she) put on Barney on the mini screen in front of her. He/She managed to put on an apron round her neck and began spraying on water on her hair. But she still wouldn’t sit down so we did the thing with her standing up and holding on to mommy for dear life. The barber cut her hair real good and fast but I think the staff there lacked some skills in dealing with children considering it was an establishment made for kids. It was good that they have the TV, some toys and all, but really, no one was minding my kid. Oh well. The end result was good, no hair was falling on her face anymore. She still looks mighty pretty!

Growing up as a kid in the 80s, I had the ubiquitous apple cut. To this day, I haven’t quite figured out what pushed mothers to do that to their children over and over. My mom and I would often be seen squabbling at the ‘parlor’ because I would beg not to have my hair cut. As far as I could remember, she wouldn’t let my hair grow past my shoulders. And so when I stepped into high school, I finally had the freedom of growing my tresses long. I was blessed with manageable, baby-thin hair (albeit frizzy at times), and I finally felt like a lady. Save for a couple of times when I gave in the to urge of donning the pixie cut, I have worn my hair long for most of my adult life.